My sister Marya and her husband Daren flew into town a few weeks ago for a visit from Utah. We love when they are here, it gives us all an excuse to do more fun things together as a family. My brother Dave arranged for us all to go to a Twins game the night they flew in, so Marya and Daren came straight from the airport to join us at the Metrodome. We thought it would be a fun activity to do all together (in theory that is). We arrived and realized the cheap seats were now $10 a piece, the kids had NO intention in staying put in their seats,or their row for that matter, and no matter how much food we bought, they were still 'starrrrrving'! In spite of all the typical craziness, we did enjoy ourselves, and loved having all of the cousins together - except for Ava who stayed home with a sitter!
Making an attempt to get a good picture of the kids together while we waited for tickets. Very successful as you can see!
Daddy and Callie!
Bethany, Alaina (Sarah's friend), Sarah, and Dallin.
Us. Another one of those attempts at a good picture! 
Callie and Lydia!We lost horribly that night, and in spite of all of the complaints of desperate hunger, we had an enjoyable time as a family, and lots of good laughs.....especially at what happened in the row in front of us half way through the game!
WARNING!
The following story contains mature subject matter, and may not be suitable for all readers!
There is a photographer that walks around the stands of the dome and takes pictures of people watching the game. He gives them a ticket so they can purchase the overpriced picture if they so choose. The photographer just happened to walk up to a young twenty-something, touchy feely couple in front of us, and they wanted to get their picture taken. The photographer walked back one row behind us, and the young couple proceeded to stand up and turn around so the baseball field would be in the background. Not a big deal you say, except for the fact the girl just so happened to be wearing a small, tight little pink and white Twins jersey that buttoned up the front. Well, it was way too small, and her heaving bosoms just so happened to pop the top FOUR buttons open, flashing us all with her 'girls' that also happened to be in a bra that was WAY too small! We weren't sure if we were at a Twins game or a strip joint! Made for an exciting night to say the least! I'm just grateful the boys didn't see, and that she was at least wearing a bra, all be it a very, very small one! She realized a few minutes later, when her boyfriend pointed out, that her shirt was unbuttoned. She turned around and apologized for flashing us all! Maybe it's just me, but how do you NOT realize your boobs are hanging out for the world to see??? This was one game we won't soon forget, not for the great baseball we saw the Twins play, but for some other "Twins" we saw that night!
